The elves in the Ilgna world lost a lot of information from ancient times. The oldest history they know was only a thousand years ago. At that time, the first elves dynasty was founded among thousands of lakes in the northern plains of the Origin Mountains. Due to many wars, the dynasty was destroyed and rebuilt. It was not until hundreds of years ago that the Fourth dynasty, that is, the last elves dynasty, was established on the Pingding Mountain of the Origin Mountains, that everything gradually stabilized.

However, due to the war and countless materials were lost, they may have been burned to the library or ordered to be eliminated by the crazy emperor. The biggest damage to historical documents was that one hundred and forty-seven years ago, the stone demon descended on the knowledge capital Bay City. The raging monsters killed most of the elves in the city and destroyed almost all the stored information inside. The royal family was fighting openly and secretly because of the position of crown prince, and did not have time to pay attention to this place. Even for disaster relief, it was extremely perfunctory. This behavior of clearly treating the people as nothing angered all the remaining residents of the Bay City. They simply raised the anti-flagship and vowed to overthrow this decadent dynasty and protect their own world.

Seventy years later that day, today's seventy years ago, the last dynasty was overthrown by the prototype of the Gulf Federation, the Bay City Uprising Army. The last burning of historical materials also showed that the last elves royal family burned all the materials in the Royal Library, and countless precious magical books and historical documents were burned. For this reason, the Federation had to embark on a new path of magical technology.

And many myths, even history, were permanently lost between the fire.

But Urken is different.

Urken Uranor, thanks to his parents who were once taught by the people of the capital of knowledge, and his family origins, his memory contains countless history and myths that many new elves do not know, such as the myths about the big tree in front of him.

It may not even be a myth.

In the era when there was no writing and language that had not yet been formed, the earliest elves migrated from the plain to the forest. Perhaps they only had other reasons because the food on the plain was not enough to support the consumption of the tribe, but nothing was important. What was important was that they found an extremely huge tree in the middle of the forest, between the water veins surrounded by countless lakes, like a pillar supporting the heaven and earth.

There are countless creatures living around this giant tree. They are gentle by nature and only feed on the leaves of the giant tree, so they did not attack them. They came under the giant tree. The ancestors of the elves curiously tried to eat these falling leaves, but were surprised to find that these leaves are more delicious than all fruits. After eating, they even felt that their bodies were purified and their physique became better.

So, the tribe settled under the giant trees. They occasionally went fishing and hunting, but most of the time they ate the leaves of giant trees. During years of exploration, they also discovered that the leaves of giant trees did not have the effect of strengthening their physique every year, probably every two years, or every three or four years. And each time only when winter passes and spring comes, the leaves have the ability to strengthen their physique for about a week.

The first time they met was just luck, but even so, it did not prevent the tribe from regarding the giant tree as a god, praying and worshiping every day. Thousands of years have passed, due to the improvement of the giant tree's physique, the new elves have stronger magical talents and smart bodies than their ancestors. Their ears gradually become longer than their ancestors, and their appearance is becoming more handsome. The divine tree has gradually gained some more magical abilities due to the uninterrupted prayers of countless people for thousands of years.

Until this time, the elves are elves, the sacred trees are sacred trees, and the faith of the mother tree is determined from this.

Logically speaking, there should be a follow-up to the myth, but all the legends, or Shi, that followed, were lost. Through the words and words of the remnants, Urken only knew that his ancestors walked out of the forest after the tribe expanded. They encountered other races. After war or cautious contact, the races communicated and contacted each other, and the elves developed a prosperous civilization and had a vast territory.

But everything was terminated by a prophecy.

The ignorant person opens the door to the end, and all things are about to die.

The history after that was all blank.

After shook his head, Urken threw all of these behind his head.

If someone who knows more history and more information comes here, he might guess some truths hidden in the darkness, such as how the legendary elves kingdom was destroyed and how their elves came to this continent, but the red-haired elves don't know and don't care.

Step by step, approaching the huge stone tree with green light, Urken felt the increasingly rich magic elements. This is a much stronger elemental power than the outside world, or even the surplus areas of magic power such as Sigma Volcano. Here, an ordinary fireball can probably be comparable to a flame explosion, and a lightning chain can create a lightning storm-like effect.

The closer he got, the more he could feel his insignificance. When the elves came to the giant tree, he looked left and right and could no longer see the arc of the giant tree. The huge rocky tree body had blocked him like a tall city wall. Urken felt that there was a gust of wind around him, and a fresh wind was surrounding him, which allowed his tired body to rest for many days, and even his spirit was relieved a lot.

"Hope, the mother tree can also respond to me this time..."

Taking a deep breath, Urken closed his eyes, then reached out and pressed it on the huge stone tree.

Seventy years ago, when he first came here and saw the giant tree, Urken knew that it must be the mother tree in the legend of the elves. He finally understood why the last elves dynasty had worked hard for generations and had to set the capital here, because the origin of the elves is here, which is the belief of civilization and the totem.

Although for some reason, this sacred tree that should have grown up among the thousands of lakes in the mountains was slept underground, but no matter what, with this giant tree, the descendants of the Elf Royal Family would have talents far surpassed other elves, and many countless benefits.

As for why the sacred tree was not publicly displayed to all the elves and proved their authority in royal power, this was not something Urken could guess. The red-haired elves felt that if they knew the existence of the mother tree in the early stage of the uprising, many companions would have chosen to give up. They would never have the courage to face the totem that had been deeply embedded in their hearts.

But everything has passed, and to this point, no one will stop.

Of course, he also curiously touched the sacred tree that gave birth to a civilization.

But what shocked the red-haired elf was that due to his touch, the stone layer on the sacred tree actually trembled.

Layers of green light lit up on the stone layer, forming a bright pattern like a branch. With the refreshing wind blowing suddenly, the entire underground cave was filled with grass in an instant, and the fragrance of dew and plants spread all around, making Urken think he was in a dream.

And at that moment, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind that seemed to be spoken by countless people at the same time.

"The leader of the new era."

The voice was extremely sacred, gentle, and with layers of ethereal echoes, it said softly: "Are you the king of this generation of elves?"

In addition to being shocked, Urken also maintained a little rationality. Faced with the sudden appearance of visions and voices, he said in his heart: "No, I am not a king, and the elves will definitely not have any kings in the future. I am just an ordinary person who leads everyone forward."

"You are filled with the beliefs of many people."

This voice is undeniable. It does not express any opinions on Urken's statement: "No matter what, you must be the master of leading an era... Your heart is very tenacious, enough to carry our will and meet the requirements."

"Sign up a contract with us."

After a while of silence, the voice said so. At the same time, the invisible pressure began to spread, and the huge stone tree trembled slightly, causing the entire underground cave to shake. When Urken subconsciously alerted but was almost pressed down by heavy pressure, it said in a serious and sacred tone: "On behalf of the elves, we have signed this contract with us that has been passed down from ancient times to the present..."

"But who are you...?"

In the face of the sudden surge in pressure, Urken tried hard to support and spit out scattered words from his mouth. He felt that the other party was not targeting him, but because his own existence was too strong, he would involuntarily oppress him, a weak elf, to this point if he was a little serious.

"A representative of the elves, you can call us as the souls of the Forest."

"And what is before you are the will of the sages and kings, and the mother tree."

"We are the shelter of the elves and the barriers to protect the people of nature. A new cycle has begun, and a new contract and moment is coming."

"As long as the elves do not forget the mother tree, the mother tree will inevitably protect the elves."

Countless different voices echoed in Urken's mind at the same time, but he miraculously heard all the words.

"So that's it... is it like this... the mother tree has always existed and is always by our side..." The red-haired elf's eyes were dissipated, and he murmured to himself, but the next moment, Urken's eyes returned to firmness: "Although I don't know if I am qualified, I will still try."

"I, Urken Uranos, in the name of the leader of the Gulf Rebel Army, represent the current elves... to sign this contract!"

And just as he said this, a sigh of relief echoed throughout the huge underground cave.

The ethereal and sacred voice echoes.

"In the name of the sky, the earth, the ocean, and the world, this vow will never betray."

Things that happened seventy years ago have now reappeared.

Just when Urken, who had already grown a lot, touched the Tianyuan Divine Tree for the second time, just when he felt that the mother tree had completely slept and no longer responded to him, a gust of wind blew.

Not just underground caves.

The guards standing on the ruins of the capital of the last elves were flying airships and attacking the stone demons that were constantly emerging from the mountains. They fought against many monsters in the strange strong wind. Because the commander had not returned yet, they were reluctant to leave.

But even so, more and more stone demons gradually occupied the entire ruins. Even if the commander returns, there will inevitably be no way to survive. There are even many traces of flying stone demons in the distance. Some people have begun to hesitate whether to continue waiting or obey the commander's final order and escape as soon as possible before danger comes.

Just while they were still arguing.

A harmonious wind blew from unknown places.

The wind was neither too fast nor too slow, but was not affected by any other wind. It erased the strong wind caused by the magical commotion in the air, and swept the stone demons on the ground. In an instant, all the stone demons stopped operating, and green vines and grass grew on their bodies, and the flying stone demons in the distance fell one after another.

From the ruins of the royal capital as the center, all the haze of the entire Origin Mountains was swept away. Just as the fresh wind of plants and trees in the summer forest blew by, all the stone demon capital turned into stone sculptures, no longer moving, the guards on the airship were stunned, and they had no idea what was going on.

At the same time, Urken heard a familiar voice in his mind.

"The guide of the new era, the king of the elf."

The voice was as ethereal and sacred as ever, as if it was an echo from countless people: "What do you want?"
Chapter completed!